CarnEvil

Wednesday, July 17, 2013

Kicking over open bottles,ready for throat-torn melody,closing doors and listening...chant for those who drank,their own dreamed heavens,seams tattering, threads untangling...chant for stardust on skys floor,twinkling white under carelessly,dropped from lips of a cigarette...chant for those in full body lust,looking for true moments,tasting frozen seconds like water...If nothing else, chant for me ,because my head is spinning,and I"m dying to dance...